Ressurection

At one time, I was emotionally dead.I did not care who lived or died. I was cold. I was detached from the world and my family. I was self centered. I was behind The Wall and secure and content in my own little realm. But then She smiled. My heart felt

Like a rose...

    growing from the stone

        that it seems...

             my Heart was made of

Like cool water

    down a burning throat

        parched from sand storm

            and too many nights in the desert.

Like warmth

    to frost-bitten fingers

        and frozen toes...

            that itch...as life seeps back in.

Like LIFE...

     to the Death

         that YOU WISH

             your mangled soul had become

So you run...

    from the proof...

        of that which is TRUTH...

            that you are alive.

FIGHT AS YOU WISH, as I did. I lost.